Part of it was the school dress code. You remember she wore Jeans to school today. All the stuff in the locker at school was lost. All of you know the...e was no money for clothes for Betty, and dam little for food till the end of the year."She paused and came over and kissed me."This precious dear left here after we ripped her apart this morning and tried to deal with her own problems and situation. She also had her mind on our situation as well. I am pleased to report she visited the Salvation. I had naively thought of myself leaving dressed in my usual slacks but with spikes on. No, no! That was silly. Only a woman might be tempted to do that.It was several weeks and two more treatments before, instead of the peignoir set, Wendy came down dressed for the street with complete lingerie including bra, garter belt and hose and my blue shirtwaist dress with navy blue patent spikes. By this time, she was a master at walking with a sexy swing, sitting and standing. She could even stoop. “Ha, ha,” I replied.I was still very skeptical about what was happening, but will admit, that I went along willingly, and perhaps blindly, hoping for the unbelievable to happen. As we reached her apartment, she opened it and allowed me to step in first.Her apartment was the model apartment for the apartment complex. I was confused, and then she locked the deadbolt to the door. She used a free hand to hand-brush a long strand of her hair back over her shoulder. She stepped in front of me and. I begged her to help me since I stillcouldn't figure out the cosmetics stuff littered on the dressingtable. She grumbled, "you know, you ought to learn to do thisyourself next time." But you're doing such a great job! I feel so beautiful now, myloyal servant. Like a pretty princess," I commented playfully.She held up a menacing-looking eyelash curler and made terriblesnipping noises with it. She threatened wickedly, "oh yeah? Betyou won't feel pretty any longer when I pinch you with.